I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

what?

Just a corpse and a few scriptures?

The words of the disciple from Qingxuan Holy Land surprised the group of people outside the ancient temple.

How can this be?

This ancient temple is hidden in an extremely secret place, and the power of the prohibition is extremely strong. There is even Buddhist magic power to block it. With so many means, shouldn't it be used to hide the treasure?

Nothing at all?

Even Guan Xuelan frowned slightly at this moment: "Did you search carefully?"

"Master, your disciples and I have conducted an absolutely thorough search."

"This ancient temple is not very big. There isn't even a Buddha statue inside. Apart from a few Buddhist scriptures and the corpse of the bald donkey, there is nothing else."

"Those few scriptures are just ordinary objects, very old. The moment I touched them, they shattered into pieces in an instant."

Several disciples of Qingxuan Holy Land answered one after another.

There was frankness in their eyes, and it was obvious that they were not lying.

But the more frank he was, the more Jiang Xun beside him became restless:

"This is impossible!"

"There's absolutely no way there's nothing in here!"

Ok?

Everyone is puzzled.

But Jiang Xun had already taken the lead and rushed in.

Guan Xuelan frowned slightly, but still took a step behind Jiang Xun, and appeared in the ancient temple in an instant.

Looking around, it was just as those disciples had said before.

This ancient temple looks decent from the outside, but it is actually empty inside. Even the Buddha statue that should have been placed there is gone. Instead, there is the corpse of a bald monk sitting cross-legged with his brows drooped and eyes closed.

This person must have been quite powerful when he was alive.

By now, his life force should have been extinct for many years, but his body is still intact.

In addition to the corpse, there were some debris next to it, which was obviously the problem that the disciples of Qingxuan Holy Land had seen just now.

"This is impossible?"

"The guidance can't be wrong!"

"There must be a treasure in here!"

"What's going on? What went wrong?"

"Damn, damn!!!"

But Jiang Xun, who was standing next to him, was muttering to himself at this moment, his eyes constantly searching the ancient temple, and he even ran to the corpse of the monk to search.

There was already a hint of resentment in his eyes.

However, Guan Xuelan only felt distressed when she saw this scene.

Ever since the Tianpin sword was destroyed last time, his beloved little disciple has been feeling a little depressed, so when he asked him to come out and help this time, Guan Xuelan agreed without any hesitation.

I thought there must be an opportunity here.

But now it seems...

"It's all this bald donkey's fault. He made my disciple so sad!"

Guan Xuelan suddenly turned her head and looked at the corpse of the monk with a bit of anger. She raised her right hand and slapped the corpse of the monk.

This time, Guan Xuelan mobilized considerable power.

Because when she broke through this place just now, there was a special force attached to her, but the power was weak and she suppressed it temporarily. She was worried that there was something strange about the corpse of the monk and didn't want to hold back any longer.

but.

What surprised Guan Xuelan was.

The imagined power confrontation did not appear. Under this palm, the monk's body was like paper and turned into ashes in an instant.

"Did this bald donkey use all his strength to defend the ancient temple from the enemies? Has his physical strength been completely depleted long ago?"

Guan Xuelan guessed the result instantly, but then she became a little confused: "Is this bald donkey crazy? Is he spending so much energy to guard the air?"

Just as he was thinking, his fingers suddenly felt a dull pain, and the strange power came around again, causing Guan Xuelan's eyes to flash with coldness.

She no longer hesitated and used all her Mahayana power to destroy the strange power.

only……

Just when that power was completely wiped out, a towering palace in the Western Desert suddenly shook violently.

Followed by.

A voice that could shake the soul was heard:

"The three bodies have appeared in the Eastern Wasteland, and the karma has already caught up with that person."

"Faxiang, please go and retrieve the treasure."

As soon as he finished speaking, a Buddha statue in the hall, which had been keeping its brows lowered and its eyes closed, slowly opened its eyes. Then it actually walked down from the lotus platform and walked out of the hall step by step.

Step towards the east!

There is Buddha's light shining on him!

Everyone he met knelt on the ground.

The Venerable was born.

Conquer demons and slay monsters!

……

Guan Xuelan had no idea what was happening in the Western Desert.

She would never have thought that there was a Buddha statue coming towards her in the Western Desert. At this moment, Guan Xuelan had just returned to the Qingxuan Holy Land with her beloved little disciple.

Coming back empty-handed this time made her look extremely ugly.

Especially when she saw the distraught look of her beloved disciple beside her, she became even more irritated. However, despite her irritation, Guan Xuelan still tried to comfort her:

"Jiang Xun, don't be discouraged. Your Second Senior Sister has already started forging a new weapon for you. This time, she's using even more precious materials. I believe she'll be able to forge it successfully soon, and it will definitely surpass the Dragon Roar Sword she made last time!"

"Thank you for your concern, Master." Jiang Xun came back to his senses and bowed hurriedly, but his face was still a little depressed: "It's just..."

"Just what?"

"I'm just worried, will there be another thunder next time..."

"Don't worry, this time I will set up a great formation for you and personally protect you. If that thunder dares to come again, I will smash its thunderclouds to pieces!"

With the words of his Mahayana master, Jiang Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking of his own loss of composure, he hurriedly thanked him and then volunteered:

"Master, I've heard that low-level talismans are in serious shortage in the sect lately. Even Fifth Senior Sister has been working non-stop to make them for days. I plan to go to Moshu Peak to help Fifth Senior Sister during this period to alleviate the urgent needs of Qingxuan Holy Land. I hope Master will approve."

"Your most urgent task is to continue practicing..." Guan Xuelan hesitated.

"Master, you can practice at any time, but compared to the slight improvement of your disciples, the sect is the most important!"

This is said with great sincerity.

Guan Xuelan smiled as she listened. "That's good. You've already reached Great Perfection, so you won't have to work so hard to break through. Maybe going to Moshu Peak can help you break through as quickly as possible. You also happen to have a strong talent in talismans. I'll be relieved to have your help."

"Thank you, Master, for your agreement. I will definitely fulfill your promise!"

"Well, let's go."

Soon, Jiang Xun flew away on his flying sword.

Looking at his back, Guan Xuelan couldn't help but nodded.

This little disciple of his is not only unparalleled in talent and has solid skills in the Six Paths, but most importantly, he is kind-hearted and very well-behaved.

Suddenly, Guan Xuelan thought of Gu Xiu, who was silent all day and even threatened her with the Abandoned Sect Spiritual Covenant.

I suddenly felt that it was a good thing that a waste like Gu Xiu left.

Save it from being an eyesore!

Just as he was thinking about this, Guan Xuelan suddenly frowned, and with a sudden flash of his body, he came to a gloomy valley.

This is the Wangui Valley of the Qingxuan Holy Land, and it is also Guan Xuelan’s sixth disciple.

He Mengyun’s residence!

This is a disciple who gives Guan Xuelan a lot of headaches.

He Mengyun has been taciturn since childhood and doesn't like to talk. She prefers to be close to various puppets. In recent years, she rarely goes out. Even her master can only see her occasionally.

Guan Xuelan had already gotten used to it.

But unfortunately, in the past year, his sixth disciple suddenly showed some bad tendencies.

Like right now.

He Mengyun should have been refining a puppet before, but suddenly, her soul left her body at a rapid speed and crashed into the Soul-Breaking Stone that was used to erase the puppet's own soul!

If we really collide this time.

It's not a serious injury, but a death toll!

"Traitor, stop!"

Guan Xuelan took action quickly, and the power of the Mahayana Supreme immediately stopped He Mengyun, but unexpectedly, He Mengyun seemed to have made up his mind this time.

His soul was stopped by Guan Xuelan, but he was still struggling desperately.

even.

The soul suddenly stared at Guan Xuelan with great resentment:

"Let me go, let me go!"

"Guan Xuelan, you bitch, you deserve to die!"

"No, it's us. We all deserve to die!"

“They all deserve to die!!!”

"..."